My world is upside down. His head hits the ground. Order of things, things and people swaying, waving to the left to right. The only thing I expect is that nothing is known today, and arranged that it will also remain in closer or more distant future. Feast of the working people, as of 1 May, which I remember from the joint with his father marches in a crowd of workers, apparatchiks in the stands cheering youth in honor of the current government, with red banners and sounds of the socialist play today is a great holiday blessing JP2. Merciful Father in the not so old, red country, drowning cries of those who closed their churches, a self-portrait put up more than any religion. A generation of war dramas together today to celebrate the Vatican square. German Pope is a saint of the Polish Pope. The eagle, who finally regained its historical and historical crown hanging on the walls of offices, schools, hospitals, lower than the cross from which the thoughtfulness and care of people looking out for Christ. It's raining, and always on this day the sun was shining. Flags sewn with white and red material Mandatory dyndały on balconies and windows in each of the smallest street. Now when I look out the window I see only white and yellow. Workers of the world who have combined to fight nasty capitalism today, sitting in front plasmas connected to a digital hearing kablówek B16 speaking broken Polish. Those who carried the banners of the workers, who threw carnations toward the grandstand, cursed under his breath for a planned economy and centralized management of praying in the churches now asking for the intercession of the intention of repayment. Always in the day saw the drunken, sleeping on the lawns of people in suits and white starched shirts. I ate from the military field kitchen pea soup, baked beans, and sometimes sausage fried with onion. Would get a sip of beer from the bottle, thick glass water goblets walili only men, and another stamp to attach a T-shirt. Today, I sit home, eat yogurt mixed with a zero percent granulated bran with plum, do not buy bread, and drink only juices and vegetables is done by myself. Close in front of a crowd of people in their own little fort called the gated community apartment and pretend that I'm sending Internet tax return ...
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